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I will preface this by saying that I am currently sick and am taking various medications at the moment
I dreamed about Underworld last night - that I got to go to a event and bring a bunch of my older friends, like haze, Julie, Madeline, Cat and maaaybe Jodie. It was an outdoor event and we were told that there was going to be an inn people could stay at in game, so not everyone brought camping equipment. Everyone made characters, but I was going to play Chalaonar, my Dark Elf character, because even though she is super anti-social I love her and never get to go to game. I thought that the others would make out alright since they would be coming in as a group.
Anyway, all kinds of things went wrong, but the dream was not super narratively coherent. Sometimes we were inside, sometimes we were outside. It didn't actually have much of the people I came with - I just remember a scene outside in a clearing where the 'inn' was setting up, but it was just a big pavilion covering (with no top, just sides? oh, dreambrain -_-) and no bottom. It was kind of drizzly out so the ground was went where people were going to put their bedrolls, and folks were generally unimpressed. I apologized but hoped that things would improve, and went off to get in character myself.
I can't remember the order of the next stuff that happened - I remember walking (or possibly it was just a cinematic pan) along the side of the road which had been recently bulldozed, and seeing it all cave away into an actual set of caves. I was concerned, but the shaper folks (the only ones I can put faces to in the dream are Ted and Heather (an other more different UW Heather, not me or any of the many CS Heathers). The only other player I distinctly remember seeing is Kat 2.0, who plays Meera, though others were mentioned) thought it was not a safety problem, and we could use the caves @_@ I have a very distinct visual image of how they looked but I don't know if I can describe it well. Picture climbing over a bulldozed bank of earth to a place where the ground had collapsed sideways int itself so that you would be walking into a huuuuge series of caverns under the top surface, which was mostly fine.
I also realized around this point that I didn't have my make-up *on*. I had just come in to game and was like 'oh shit, racials! I'm not sure anyone noticed much, considering I am mostly covered in-character from head to toe, but I excused myself and snuck back off to find my makeup. I am going to tell this as though it was a logical chronological progression, but in the dream, this was not actually the case.
At first I assumed I had forgotten my makeup (and ears) completely, so I was trying to make due by improvising? I think this involved breaking into an NPC area where there was a kitchen with food and finding a piece of pie I had bought and seeing if I could use that to darken my face... This was the weirdest part of the dream, because at first I think I was trying to borrow someone else's makeup, and then I was smearing my face with pie juice. It was working at first but them I wound up looking like I was just very bloody, heh. Someone (Kat? I think she had made the pies.... they were very fancy) suggested that I try to borrow makeup from Other Kat (Kat 1.0, who F'ton peeps may remember) but I thought she was busy and I didn't want to bring her out of game, so I aid screw it, I'll just make an Ajaunti (gypsy folk) alt character and play with my friends. Only I hadn't pre-logged and the line was long and I didn't want to bother Heather with that. I remember walking through the inn-tent part at this point while it was early morning, and Ted convincing me I should just try and borrow make-up anyway, because they wanted me to play Chal. Then I remembered I had some black face paint crayons in my study that Claire had left behind (actually true!) and I thought I could use that since I *am* mostly covered. So I went to fetch it. Then I was in the communal sleeping/oog stuff storage area (also inside) and found out that I *did*, in the end, have my snazaroo makeup and ears with me in the side pocket of my black and purple duffle. So I went to put it on. Only for some reason I was wearing sandals and forgot to put it on my feet. And possibly also my hands.
So best I can figure this is some kind of general 'you don't have stuff/can't find stuff/aren't ready' unpreparedness type dream, only dressed up in Underworld context, because even my anxiety likes to play pretend :p Possibly related to the fact that I have been thinking about UW a lot lately but haven't had any time for it and also feeling sort of ambivalent about investing what time I do have, for various reasons. bleh.
*cough cough cough* Time to finish my Glasscock application :P
I dreamed about Underworld last night - that I got to go to a event and bring a bunch of my older friends, like haze, Julie, Madeline, Cat and maaaybe Jodie. It was an outdoor event and we were told that there was going to be an inn people could stay at in game, so not everyone brought camping equipment. Everyone made characters, but I was going to play Chalaonar, my Dark Elf character, because even though she is super anti-social I love her and never get to go to game. I thought that the others would make out alright since they would be coming in as a group.
Anyway, all kinds of things went wrong, but the dream was not super narratively coherent. Sometimes we were inside, sometimes we were outside. It didn't actually have much of the people I came with - I just remember a scene outside in a clearing where the 'inn' was setting up, but it was just a big pavilion covering (with no top, just sides? oh, dreambrain -_-) and no bottom. It was kind of drizzly out so the ground was went where people were going to put their bedrolls, and folks were generally unimpressed. I apologized but hoped that things would improve, and went off to get in character myself.
I can't remember the order of the next stuff that happened - I remember walking (or possibly it was just a cinematic pan) along the side of the road which had been recently bulldozed, and seeing it all cave away into an actual set of caves. I was concerned, but the shaper folks (the only ones I can put faces to in the dream are Ted and Heather (an other more different UW Heather, not me or any of the many CS Heathers). The only other player I distinctly remember seeing is Kat 2.0, who plays Meera, though others were mentioned) thought it was not a safety problem, and we could use the caves @_@ I have a very distinct visual image of how they looked but I don't know if I can describe it well. Picture climbing over a bulldozed bank of earth to a place where the ground had collapsed sideways int itself so that you would be walking into a huuuuge series of caverns under the top surface, which was mostly fine.
I also realized around this point that I didn't have my make-up *on*. I had just come in to game and was like 'oh shit, racials! I'm not sure anyone noticed much, considering I am mostly covered in-character from head to toe, but I excused myself and snuck back off to find my makeup. I am going to tell this as though it was a logical chronological progression, but in the dream, this was not actually the case.
At first I assumed I had forgotten my makeup (and ears) completely, so I was trying to make due by improvising? I think this involved breaking into an NPC area where there was a kitchen with food and finding a piece of pie I had bought and seeing if I could use that to darken my face... This was the weirdest part of the dream, because at first I think I was trying to borrow someone else's makeup, and then I was smearing my face with pie juice. It was working at first but them I wound up looking like I was just very bloody, heh. Someone (Kat? I think she had made the pies.... they were very fancy) suggested that I try to borrow makeup from Other Kat (Kat 1.0, who F'ton peeps may remember) but I thought she was busy and I didn't want to bring her out of game, so I aid screw it, I'll just make an Ajaunti (gypsy folk) alt character and play with my friends. Only I hadn't pre-logged and the line was long and I didn't want to bother Heather with that. I remember walking through the inn-tent part at this point while it was early morning, and Ted convincing me I should just try and borrow make-up anyway, because they wanted me to play Chal. Then I remembered I had some black face paint crayons in my study that Claire had left behind (actually true!) and I thought I could use that since I *am* mostly covered. So I went to fetch it. Then I was in the communal sleeping/oog stuff storage area (also inside) and found out that I *did*, in the end, have my snazaroo makeup and ears with me in the side pocket of my black and purple duffle. So I went to put it on. Only for some reason I was wearing sandals and forgot to put it on my feet. And possibly also my hands.
So best I can figure this is some kind of general 'you don't have stuff/can't find stuff/aren't ready' unpreparedness type dream, only dressed up in Underworld context, because even my anxiety likes to play pretend :p Possibly related to the fact that I have been thinking about UW a lot lately but haven't had any time for it and also feeling sort of ambivalent about investing what time I do have, for various reasons. bleh.
*cough cough cough* Time to finish my Glasscock application :P
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I have dreams like these sometimes, and I've found they are often symbollic. The dark/foggy nature of the scene reflects the unclear/uncertainty of everything, maybe your emotions or your perception of the situation.
In my opinion, the makeup thing represents your perception of yourself, or the way you think others perceive you, and the search for makeup represents your search for normalcy, the effort to fit in, or the effort to be "good enough".
basically, the end realisation that you "find" your makeup, that you had it all along boils down to the fact that you have nothing to worry about, and that you have achieved what you wanted, even though you haven't realised it yet.
Again, I apologise for commenting on your journal since I haven't put you into my firends circele, but I was searching for people with "Transformers" in their interests, and you were listed. then I saw your post, and couldn't help but comment. I often have dreams that interpret into real events, and I hate to ignore them.
The mosy significant being a dream my husband and I were on a sinking iceberg/ice cave inside the 'berg, and he was trapped in the upper part where I couldn't get to him, but I refused to give up trying to climb the steep slope as the entrance closed up, so we both sank to the bottom of the sea. I woke up.
Two days later, my huband told my dad he was divorcing me. He didn't have the guts to tell me to my face. But I allready knew.
*is shutting up now*
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Yeah, my dreams are often pretty easy to interpret - there are lot of pretty common elements in this one. I read it as analogous to the 'walking in public place naked' only with a slightly dorkier twist! I might go as far to add to your interpretation that though IU do have everything I need, I'n not always good about appliction, heh.
Anyway, welcome! I can't promise I will write that much about transformers in there these days.... or write much these days.... as I'm mostly too busy, sadly, but welcome :)
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